As soon as the sedan arrived at the back street, there was a noise. A group of children gathered outside the west gate, chattering.
Mu Qingchao didn't hear it until the sedan approached.
"The demon concubine, the demon concubine, your sister is the demon concubine..."
"The reincarnation of the vixen..."
"You are the younger brother of the vixen, you are the little vixen..."
Some children threw pebbles at the door.
Mu Qingyan came out of the door, his face flushed and angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your sister is the demon concubine, your sister is..."
As he spoke, he rushed towards the group of children, as if he was planning to beat them.
When the children saw this, they did not confront him head-on. Instead, they coaxed him away, shouting: "Run, run, the little vixen is going to eat people, the little vixen is going to eat people."
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Mu Qingyan jumped into the air, his feet were unsteady, and he fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the scattered children gathered around and laughed at him, shouting: "Oh, the little vixen fell down, the little vixen fell down..."
Full of anger and unable to vent, Mu Qingyan lay on the ground and cried "whimpering".
"No, no, she is not my sister. My sister is the best. She is not a monster. Stop talking nonsense, wuwu..."
"Mu Qingyan..."
At this time, a very beautiful embroidered brocade shoe appeared in front of Mu Qingyan, and a voice above his head sounded familiar to him.
He raised his head slightly and saw a girl in brocade. She was wearing a brocade dress with plain green elastic patterns and dark patterns. She wore a brocade ermine cloak and her hair was covered with gorgeous green flowers.
She obviously looks like a pretty girl, but she is dressed in a mature way, with a bit of solemnity and dignity in her eyebrows.
The maid held an umbrella for her behind her. She held a Tang Pozi in her hands and stood in front of him, looking down at him, quite impressive.
It took a while for Mu Qingyan to come back to his senses, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Sister, sister, are you back?"
His face was stained and dirty, and with such an excited expression, it was quite funny.
"How long are you going to lie on the ground?" Mu Qingchao asked.
Only then did Mu Qingyan realize that he was still lying down.
He didn't care about anything, he just got up from the ground, dusted off the snow on his body and looked at Mu Qingchao with a silly smile of "hehehehe".
Mu Qingchao glanced at him with some disgust: "You look like a loser. You will destroy the integrity of our Mu family."
As she said this, she grabbed the boy's hand.
Mu Qingyan's clothes were thin and he had been rolling in the snow. His hands were as cold as ice. Mu Qingchao conveniently put the Tang Pozi in his hands.
"I told you to study at home, are you just arguing with these people to get angry?" Mu Qingchao's tone was reproachful.
The little boy pursed his lips: "I didn't, it was them. They scolded you, and I... I vented my anger on your behalf."
"I do not need."
Mu Qingchao said "no need" but turned to look at the children.
The children were also stunned and stood there motionless.
They were children who grew up in the back streets and were not from a wealthy family. Naturally, they had never seen such a luxurious woman before. They all froze in place, not knowing how to react.
Most of these children's parents don't care about them and let them play around, developing a naughty temper.
Mu Qingchao only glanced away from them, then turned to look at the eunuch behind him: "Xiao Anzi, grab these little things and send them to the Yamen.
The Ai family doesn't understand what the crime of disrespecting the Queen Mother is, so let Jing Zhaoyin decide on his own."
After saying that, he took Mu Qingyan's hand and walked into the west door.
Xiao Anzi responded behind her: "Yes."
When the children heard this, their legs were weak with fear. Although they were young, they also knew that the Yamen was a very scary place.
They had seen a man in the alley next door who was sued and taken to the government office. He was beaten half to death and dragged out.
There is a saying among ordinary people that the gate of the Yamen opens to the south. If you have reason and no money, don't come in. People who have no power and power will lose their skin if they get involved in even the slightest lawsuit with the Yamen.
Suddenly, one of them knelt in the snow and kept kowtowing, shouting: "My dear, spare my life, my dear, spare your life..."
With the first one, the others followed.
Seven or eight children knelt on the ground, bent over behind Mu Qingchao, and knocked their heads one after another.
"My dear, please spare my life, my dear, please spare your life..."
Mu Qingchao took Mu Qingyan's hand and was about to go in when he heard the begging for mercy and looked back.
All the little faces were filled with panic, full of fear and bewilderment, which was quite pitiful.
They are just kids, what do they know?
So don't let them go!
Mu Qingchao laughed: "Do you regret it now? It's too late."
"You think my Mu family has no one to back me up, and you come to my doorstep to bully others. Why didn't you regret it at that time?
The younger brother of the Ai family is weak, so you bullied him at will and took pleasure in making fun of him. Why didn't you regret it at that time?
If the Ai family did not come back today, if the Ai family did not see this scene, and my brother begged for mercy like you do and asked you to let him go, would you be willing?
If you are naughty at heart, you will be punished. Your parents have not taught you well. It doesn't matter. The Ai family is the mother of all people in the world. The Ai family will discipline you on behalf of your parents."
The words left several children speechless.
But he heard Mu Qingchao order the people around him: "Xiao Anzi, go and check again, who taught them to say these words, and who said them.
If their parents can't get away with it, then they should be disciplined as well."
"yes."
A few harsh words fell in the ears of those children, but they were so frightened that they even lost their humanity.
People are like this, they never know when they will meet someone or what bad luck they will have. In the morning they are still a happy family, but maybe at night they can only meet in prison.
Mu Qingchao didn't feel sorry for them. They deserved it if they couldn't shut their mouths or take care of their children.
Just at this time, Mrs. Zhong was doing needlework with Aunt Zhuang in the house.
Aunt Zhuang heard what seemed to be a noise outside and listened carefully.
"Why do I seem to hear Yaoyao's voice?" Aunt Zhuang turned to Mrs. Chang and said.
But Mrs. Zhong smiled: "Are you afraid that you have done too much sewing and are hallucinating? Yaoyao is still in the palace, why are you here?"
"But, I really heard her voice."
"Listen carefully."
Mrs. Zhong finally believed Aunt Zhuang's words and gathered her energy to listen carefully to what was happening outside the wall.
Not only was Mu Qingchao's voice heard, there was also Qing Yan calling "Sister".
"Is it true that Yao Yao is back?"
Mrs. Zhong put down the needle and thread in her hand and ran outside.
Aunt Zhuang followed her and shouted: "Madam, please slow down, your legs and feet are not good, don't fall."
But where can Mrs. Zhong take care of this now?
She ran to the door and looked at the girl who was holding Qing Yan's hand and coming in. Isn't that her Yaoyao?
After not seeing each other for a year, Yaoyao has grown taller, more beautiful and thinner than before...
As soon as the time came, Zhong's eyes were covered with tears.
She ran towards her daughter for a few steps, but she was timid about being close to home. She hurriedly stopped and stood there, at a loss.